I love it when you can admit you're a lush:

If you’re overwhelmed too quickly, there goes the bill. I get it. But too weak a drink, and the dinner doesn’t ignite. No one’s getting into the spirit, coveting that great bottle of wine or that aromatic yet severely overpriced steak for two that looks so great at the next table. You’re too busy trying to wave down a waiter to get a second drink because the first one didn't take.

Didn't take? Got to get that fix....